This past month was pretty eventful for you. We set up the GeoTrax and you love them (big brother lost interest so quickly). You'll say "turn my train light on" so you can play in the playroom with them. You also got to eat at the big boy table for the first time. We gave you a break from your high chair but you'll probably return there sooner rather than later. We got the Traverse and the first thing you wanted was to have a whole row of seats to yourself. It's doable, little guy, as it's quite understandable that you don't want to be hit by your big brother anymore. After no sniff of a January thaw, February brought a near-50-degree day so we hit up the park and you couldn't wait to hit the swings and slides. You scored your first smore, even though I think you would have just settled for the marshmallow (or marmallow, as you used to call them). So much going on, so little time to take it all in.
